Impaled - Wrought In Hell lyrics

An eldritch study to beguile our throng The irons that now bind us will be proven none to strong Our asomatic nostrum, we'll work hammer and tongs My medical bag brims with surgical steel If they're the tools for the job, my work will reveal This apparati insufficient, I'll concede For d**h to be undone, custom tools we'll need Smelted steel prepared to be forged Instruments unimagined before - wrought in hell Bio-morphic blades cleave whet stones Slicing effortlessly through bones Spreaders and clamps and brackets to fasten For this craft we've found a pa**ion - wrought in hell To antique equipment we'll not be resigned Utilizing pieces of our own design Bunsen burners conflagrate erlenmeyer flasks Burets are topped with bactericides distilled in casks Formaldahyde, ether, lividinous tinctures Medicinal vegetation we've culled A pestle grinds these pharmaceuticals - wrought in hell Toxic particulates mixed with saline The reagent turns a bright shade of green Through a rebreather, the stench is dulled As bellows are topped with chemicals - wrought in hell With tubing and pipe set into place This spectre of d**h we'll attempt to erase Tangled leads are wound around kaleidoscopic brains Wherein probes are intromitted in constipated veins Transformer required to break mortal constrains Turbines spin generating kinetic flow Conductive kneck bolts will direct the current to go AC/DC, electrical, jump-start the physiological My medical bag brims with that we have decreed The tools of reanimation, now our work can proceed New innovations to revivify all things rotten Hearts will be made to pulse again with tools wrought in... Hell